Zhang Zicheng just wanted to give it a try. Even if he failed, there would be no cost anyway.
There is no cost to this, and it even includes the low-dimensional universes themselves. Anyway, after the wish power is obtained, you can reverse the timeline and any mess you make can be easily restored to its original state.
His idea is very simple, that is, to use the influence of high-dimensional information to directly turn the so-called ascension into a small individual dimension ascension.
This inspiration also comes from Sionlis. When Sionlis and Sonny switched personalities, the other personality went to a lower dimension. Although the reason is not yet clear, it at least shows that even without systematic assistance,
Individuals in different lower dimensions also have the possibility of crossing dimensions.
Of course, there are many problems with this idea, such as how to determine the impact of high-dimensional information on this world, and how to make high-dimensional generate enough information to change the nature of ascension, which are all difficult.
But these problems can be solved one by one without paying a big price.
The former is simple, just like he had not long ago, just because he faced the rising anger of low-dimensional people, he determined the target and directly let high-dimensional information enter the low-dimensional to cause pollution and destruction. Zhang Zicheng can follow the same method and make high-dimensional people truly
When you come into contact with this world, you will naturally place all your understanding and determination firmly in this universe.
As for the latter, it may take time to gradually expand the works created by strong artificial intelligence according to this world in reality...
Of course, the above are just preliminary ideas, and Zhang Zicheng himself may adjust his plan at any time.
Chang Bowen, who was opposite him, was still confused by the appearance of Zhang Zicheng. This man who knew his identity in his previous life suddenly told him about a fairyland that was like a science fiction concept, which made people confused.
So he was confused and said: "But... Immortal Sichen, why are you telling me this?"
After all, Chang Bowen feels that there is no reason to ascend.
He is very satisfied with his current life. In this world, he has family, affection and care. In another universe, he can vent the arrogance and violence accumulated in his body, which makes his emotional ups and downs very healthy.
If I have to say it... maybe my only wish is to live forever with my family.
After all, immortality is also very difficult in the Galactic Empire, where the average lifespan of humans is only more than 500 years old. This is not the limit of genes and bodies, but the limit of the brain. Over 500 years old, the information in the brain
Too much will increase entropy and redundancy, and you will definitely suffer from Alzheimer's disease and other complications of encephalitis, making life worse than death even if you are alive.
But the answer from Immortal Si Chen opposite him made Chang Bowen somewhat unexpected for a moment.
Zhang Zicheng said: "In the next period of time, I will send some... special people to this world. No matter what the purpose of their coming here is, I hope you can tell these contents to them."
Chang Bowen blinked, inexplicably feeling that this identity seemed familiar.
So he asked tentatively: "Who are those people?"
I saw Si Chen in front of me with a smile on his face and said: "He is a player from the modern urban world just like you."
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Zhang Zicheng wants to use one world to accomplish two tasks.
One is to try to shape the cultivation system of this universe so that ascension and dimensionality can be linked... Zhang Zicheng also understands that through the influence of high dimensions, people in low dimensions can gain the power of a small degree of dimensionality.
It probably won't work.
But Zhang Zicheng actually has no hope of being able to directly ascend to a high dimension by learning low-dimensional cultivation methods. He just wants to conduct preliminary research on low-dimensional ascending methods through experiments. Otherwise, there are so many clues and there is no way to start.
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The other one is naturally to replenish the little willpower left now.
But really speaking, it can be regarded as having a third purpose...
A dragonfly flew over the town, skillfully avoiding telephone poles and tall trees, and gradually approached the only large hospital in the town.
Dragonfly came to the third floor of the hospital and looked at the situation in the ward.
Hospitals, after all, have so many things... Some old people and some children are lying on the hospital beds. They are obviously very close, but they are like isolated islands. The doctors and nurses are like small boats, shuttling back and forth between countless isolated islands.
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Although in theory, the patient is resting while lying in the hospital bed. But even the patient who can move freely does not have any relaxed look on his face, only numbness.
Because next to this patient who can take care of himself, there is an old man with red skin all over his body and his eyes closed. He is getting an infusion. His family members are worried about him. Doctors come in from time to time to check on the situation. The other bed is even worse. One of them has shaved his head.
A woman with dull eyes spends her waking hours crying at the top of her lungs, or listening to Buddhist songs played in her ears by her parents.
In this environment, even adults who are taking a break due to illness feel endless depression in their hearts and just want to leave as soon as possible.
Zhang Zicheng looked inside the ward, sensed the vibrations in the air through his spiritual energy, and heard the conversation in the doctor's duty room across the corridor.
As the doctor talked, Zhang Zicheng roughly understood the conditions of these three patients.
The old man suffered from anaphylactic shock, which was caused by eating some kind of fish sent from other places. The doctor is discussing whether to transfer him to the ICU.
The other girl suffered a cerebral hemorrhage due to a car accident, which led to cerebral infarction and eventually paralysis. But now, almost more than a year has passed.
The one in the middle... is just ordinary appendicitis, waiting for surgery.
Zhang Zicheng made a little decision, and removed the one with appendicitis first. The other two, the old man suffering from anaphylactic shock, may be transferred to a stricter ICU and inconvenient to contact. The girl who has been paralyzed for more than a year, her condition has stabilized, and she may also enter the ICU.
He has reached his plateau and should be the best candidate in this ward.
However, how to put the other person's consciousness into a low dimension is also a problem. Zhang Zicheng does not have the ability to directly control other people's consciousness or souls. These operations in the low dimension are all achieved by willing power, which is not possible in high dimensions.
Such great ability.
And the system is even more hopeless. The power it can exert in high dimensions is nothing more than the power of Si Chen that Zhang Zicheng lent it originally, and the 96 billion Boers of consciousness waves it initially mounted. This output wants to shake
The consciousness of other high-dimensional people is no different than ants trying to carry Mount Everest.
However, Zhang Zicheng's efforts over the past few months have obviously not been in vain.
Two hours later, a young man got out of the taxi in front of the hospital.
This is Zhang Zicheng, who has slightly changed his appearance with psychic powers. He is wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, trying his best to prevent acquaintances from his hometown from recognizing him.
He was also carrying a backpack behind him, and placed in the backpack was the display he had planned to play in low dimensions for the past few months - a VR head-mounted display device.
Zhang Zicheng went straight to the ward he had visited before and strode around the hospital with purposeful steps. No one looked suspiciously at him.
The fifth floor where critically ill patients are treated was originally gated, but now it was free visiting time. The nurse who opened and closed the door simply asked Zhang Zicheng who he was looking for and let him go.
And when he approached the ward, still in the corridor, he heard feeble crying in the ward.
This cry was, of course, made by the girl who was in the car accident. She had almost lost her speech function. The only part of her body that she could control voluntarily was her eyes. She couldn't even control her jaw very well. She only relied on inserting food through her nose to eat.
Use a nasogastric feeding tube to eat liquid food.
As soon as Zhang Zicheng walked into the ward, he found that the old man in anaphylactic shock had been transferred to the ICU.
Not only that, even the appendicitis patient in the middle bed chose to leave during his free time because he could not bear the cry of the paralyzed girl.
Therefore, the paralyzed girl's family by the window happened to be the only one left in the ward.
Zhang Zicheng did not hesitate, and directly asked the girl lying on the hospital bed with concern: "Liu Yaqi, are you okay?"
Hearing the noise, the parents of the paralyzed girl immediately turned around and looked at the person coming with some surprise.
The expressions of the two old men were very haggard, but more of a numbness. There was no light in their eyes, only a deep sorrow that could not be resolved.
"You are..."
The father of the paralyzed girl asked in confusion.
Zhang Zicheng sighed and explained: "I am Liu Yaqi's high school classmate, you can call me Si Chen. I haven't seen her for a long time. I heard from other classmates that she was sick. I happened to be nearby, so I came over to take a look.
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The paralyzed girl did not change her gaze because of the movement here. She was still crying, but she was crying so weakly that she could only make a miserable sound of "Ah - uh -".
Her mother could only turn her head, wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes with a tissue, and comfort her: "Qiqi, don't cry, your classmates are here to see you, please take a look at her."
Obviously, the other party's mother does not miss any opportunity to make the other party take action. It seems that her daughter can recover as long as she undergoes training.
When Zhang Zicheng saw this scene, he finally saw it... picked up the helmet in his hand and said in a low voice: "Uncle and aunt, I have a friend who is developing a massage helmet to soothe nerves. He has also heard about it.
A classmate of mine is currently in hospital, so she gave one to me and asked me to give it to her to try."
The parents of the paralyzed girl suddenly showed a trace of confusion, looked at each other, and said worriedly: "Isn't this... so embarrassing?"
Although it is polite on the surface, in fact, it is the first time a person meets someone and they are given a Sanwu product, and any parent with some brains will not be too trusting at the beginning.
Zhang Zicheng didn't take it seriously and sighed: "It doesn't matter, it was given to me for free by a friend anyway. The function of this helmet does not require plugging in. It just relies on some small balls to lightly massage the acupuncture points. There will be no problems."<
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As he said that, he looked at Liu Yaqi, who was still crying weakly, shook his head and said: "She must be uncomfortable in the way she is now... Put on this helmet, massage it for a while, and she will fall asleep soon.
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The parents of the paralyzed girl saw that this stranger was insistent and could tell her daughter's name in one sentence. He must not be a liar... Besides, he either took medicine or put on a massage helmet to take a rest. It was useless to let the other person take it away, but he could be deceived.
What are they?
In the end, Zhang Zicheng got his wish and put a VR headset on the paralyzed girl.
The father of the paralyzed girl held Liu Yaqi's neck and raised her head slightly, and Zhang Zicheng successfully put the helmet on her head.
Because of her illness, Liu Yaqi's parents often give her haircuts. Now her hair is not as long as Zhang Zicheng's, so she doesn't have to worry about the interference of her hair.
At the same time, Zhang Zicheng also secretly touched Liu Yaqi's temple with his little finger.
A series of super white blood cells followed the tip of Zhang Zicheng's little finger, penetrated under Liu Yaqi's skin, and instantly entered outside the skull.
At the same time, just like Zhang Zicheng controlling the dragonfly drone, he immediately instilled spiritual energy through the wish channel.
Almost instantly, under the control of Zhang Zicheng, these psychic powers touched Liu Yaqi's spirit.
The surge of negative emotions almost made Zhang Zicheng take a step back.
Zhang Zicheng has always faced low-dimensional people in the past, and he has become accustomed to their weakness. This time, he was suddenly unable to adapt to the reaction of high-dimensional people.
The main reason is that the storm-like sadness in Liu Yaqi's heart almost immediately polluted this part of the red psychic energy, and the psychic energy in the super white blood cells had a faint tendency to turn black.
Fortunately, these psychic powers are still under Zhang Zicheng's control. As long as Zhang Zicheng withstands these emotional backlashes, there will be no problems with the psychic powers in the opponent's body.
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Of course Zhang Zicheng resisted... Although the other party was a high-dimensional person, Zhang Zicheng had no doubt that he could solve the other party's problems. This self-evident and natural self-confidence made him not afraid of this emotional impact at all.
Soon, the psychic energy in Liu Yaqi's body activated the functions in the VR headset.
In fact, the VR head-mounted display device still needs electricity to generate analog electrical signals, but Zhang Zicheng has already inserted two No. 5 Nanfu batteries in it in advance.
After putting on the helmet, Liu Yaqi's reaction was visibly startled.
The crying in her mouth gradually stopped. Since the VR glasses had not been fastened yet, Liu Yaqi's parents could still see their daughter's eyes.
Her eyes... almost focused in an instant, and she looked around, seeming a little confused, but also a little happy.
This kind of subtle emotion would not be noticed by ordinary people. But as a paralyzed patient, all her subtle reactions will be extremely obvious in the eyes of her parents.
The two old men looked at each other in disbelief, but they also felt extremely happy.
"Si...Classmate Si Chen, this massage helmet of yours is so magical? Qiqi seems to have stopped feeling pain!"
Liu Yaqi's mother said with great joy.
And Zhang Zicheng knew that the reason why Liu Yaqi suddenly calmed down and even looked around curiously and excitedly... was of course because the headset device had temporarily connected her feelings with the body created by Zhang Zicheng for her in the lower dimensions. Now, she can feel the touch and temperature conveyed by her new body again... She can even smell a strange smell of the sea from the smell of hospital disinfectant.